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1713 Jianmen Pass

 "This, is this Jianmen Pass?"

He didn't know how long he had walked forward, but just when Xiao Han felt that he had no hope of walking anymore, the narrow plank road ahead suddenly became clear.

At the end of this plank road, a huge stone wall spanning the east and west mountains stands straight in the distance!

In the middle of the stone wall, there is a long and narrow gap, which is divided into two halves. A diagonally upward stone step leads directly there, and at the end of the stone step is a lonely tower.

Xiao Han's adjective was correct. This tower was really lonely.

There is no city wall, no moat, and no outer walls or inner walls. It is just a stone city tower stuck between the two mountains, tightly blocking this narrow mountain gap.

"Finally we have reached the gate of sword."

Ren Qing also stopped at this time, raised his eyes and looked up the stone steps. The light in his eyes was a bit complicated, as if he was recalling the scene when he passed by here.

Jianmen Pass.

It has always been known as the gateway of Shu. Li Bai's poem "One man can guard the gate, but ten thousand men cannot open it" fully describes its dangers in just eight words!

Legend has it that since Zhuge Liang established this place, it has experienced more than a hundred wars, but it has never been attacked from the front. The four characters "Tianxia Xiongguan" on the stone wall are definitely worthy of its name!

He couldn't help but quicken his pace, winding up the stone steps.

Just when Xiao Han thought there would be soldiers guarding this important checkpoint, it was not until he reached the bottom of the city tower that he discovered that there was no one guarding it at all. In front of him, the entire city tower was empty and uninhabited.

"Now is not the time for war, there is no need to station manpower." Perhaps seeing Xiao Han's doubts, Ren Qing explained in a low voice.

Xiao Han nodded when he heard this.

He also thought: the roads here are so difficult, if there are soldiers stationed, the cost of supplying food and grass alone will be an astronomical figure! I am afraid that by then, a stone ox that can pull gold will really be needed to supply it.

However, now that no one is stationed, it is much more convenient for Xiao Han and the others.

After unloading the salute from the horse, the horse was pulled to the hillside behind the pass to graze, and the remaining people camped on the spot and began to rest.

During this period, no one lived in the tower, not because it was a taboo, but because the tower was so dilapidated. Xiao Han was afraid of sleeping until midnight. If the tower collapsed and he was buried inside, it would be a big joke.

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It has to be said that Zhuge Liang lives up to his reputation as a god. The location of the pass that is said to have been built by him is really clever.

Coming from the north, there is a nearly vertical stone wall. Except for the narrow gap at Jianmen Pass, not even apes can pass through anywhere else!

Coming from the south, there is a slightly gentle hillside. A large area of ​​the weeds on the hillside has been gnawed away by the animals of the passing caravan, revealing soft earth, which is suitable for camping.

After walking all day, I was finally able to lie down!

Xiao Han, who immediately lay down on the soft grass, felt that all the bones in his body were rattling. The dangerous plank road before was really not meant for people to walk. Every step he took, he was worried, for fear that if he took the wrong step, he would be in trouble.

It's a separation between humans and ghosts.

"Xiao Han, going hunting?"

"Don't go..."

"Xiao Han! Going to pick fruits?"

"Let me go…"

"Xiao Han! There are mushrooms here!"

"Go away, if you want to die, don't hold me..."

After finally getting rid of the fly-like Liu Hongji, Xiao Han finally felt at ease. He told Xiaodong, "Call me when you're eating," then he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

However, Xiao Han probably didn't expect that he would sleep from mid-afternoon to night. When he opened his eyes again, the sky was filled with stars. Ren Qing and the others had even cooked a meal, waiting for him.

The young masters got up to eat.

"Ah? Have you eaten?"

Shi Shiran got up from the ground, and Xiao Han didn't look the least bit embarrassed. He washed his hands under Xiaodong's service, then sat down next to Liu Hongji, not caring that his eyes were about to roll out.

The meal tonight was much richer than before.

Not only were there rice and pickles, but also some pheasants and rabbits were cooked. The strong aroma of meat wafted far into the night sky, making the wild wolves in the forest howl incessantly.

In fact, for Xiao Han, this so-called game is not delicious. Especially pheasants, which are made of dry wood and dry firewood, are not the same as the fat chickens raised at home. I really can’t figure out what those in later generations will eat.

How could a rich person prefer such a mouthful?

After dinner, Ren Qing and others arranged the night watch and went back to their tents to sleep. However, Xiao Han, who had already slept enough in the afternoon, became completely energetic and ran around the tower for a few times.

Circle, finally picked up an arrow cluster with a thick layer of rust, and then returned to the camp with satisfaction.

"Master Hou, why did you pick this thing up?"

The guard on duty at night saw Xiao Han turning around a few times and running back with only a broken arrowhead. He came over curiously and asked.

Xiao Han rolled his eyes at him, carefully put the arrow cluster into a small box, and then said: "You know what the heck! This is what Jiang Wei left behind when he fought against Zhong Hui's 150,000-strong army. It is of commemorative significance!"

"Jiang Wei? Zhong Hui?" The guard's eyes were a little confused. It was obvious that he had not heard of Xiaojiazhuangzi's "Three Kingdoms".

"Jiang Wei, you don't even know?" Seeing the confused look of the guard, Xiao Han slapped his forehead and said, "Jiang Wei, the general of Shu in those days was here, right! That's it.

With 30,000 soldiers and horses, Zhong Hui's entire 150,000-strong army could not advance even an inch! How powerful is this?"

"Oh~" The guard nodded as if he understood, and then suddenly asked: "Then why was the Kingdom of Shu destroyed?"

"Ahem, cough..." Xiao Han heard this and almost spit out a mouthful of old blood on the spot. Why did this seemingly loyal guard in front of him feel like he was stabbing someone with a knife when he asked a question, and the knife saw blood?

"Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei did not surrender, but his emperor Liu Chan surrendered..." Xiao Han sighed depressedly, and his eyes changed when he looked at Jianmen Pass again. It seemed that he was still sleepy in this empty gate tower.

There is a ray of unwilling soul.

"Ouch..."

In the distance, a wolf howled at the right time in the mountain forest, adding a bit more terror to the eerie gate tower.

"Stop talking and go to sleep!"

His good mood was gone, and Xiao Han also dove into the tent. Soon, a steady sound of snoring came from it, but if you listened carefully, there seemed to be an inaudible mumbling in the snoring.

"Buddha Amitabha, there is always a wrongdoer and a debtor, so go to Ren Qing or Liu Hongji, but don't go to me, Amen..."


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